>My love to grow now grows
weak as week departs from month,
The love to be of help
Could not help me
To help my helpers

We live up beyond leafs
But they leave me as leaf
Am Standing in the Forest
Opened to death
As a tree in the middle of Eden
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>Then my hallow escaped
Exposing my strength to cash
My weakness to saw
I fall as a legend without honour
My fame embrace extinction

Now I can rest with the happiness
In their pocket
Flowing as river in the sack
Forgotten the cloud will cry
And there will be no war against her part
For her tears will tear off their walls
And their happiness will be traded for life n properties

>And the desire to plant
With the joy to water
Encompass is patient
Will resolve their distress
Plant a tree and say no to
Deforestation